Carson Robison Get Your Gun And Come Along
Get Your Gun and Come Along
Carson Robinson
Old Uncle Sam come down the road, tall and straight and slim
He had a shotgun in his hand and his face was hard and grim
His heels was kickin up the dust with every step he took
And when I asked him what was wrong his whiskers fairly shook
I ain’t got time to talk says he, I’m in a powerful stew
So get your gun and come along, we’ve got a job to do
A varmint’s hangin ‘round my house, sneaky dirty feller,
And the stripes that’s runnin’ down his back ain’t white in fact they’s yeller
So get your gun and come along we’re fixin to kill a skunk
We’ve done it before and we’ll do it again and neighbor that’s no bunk
Every – one in the USA is sick of the little punk
So get your gun and come along we’re fixin to kill a skunk
This varmint’s had his way too long spreadin his aweful smell
And messin up a lotta homes where decent people dwell
But now he’s gone a little too far, struttin and prancin about
‘Cause when he gets in my neighborhood brother he better look out
I like my home the way it is and I like it more every day
And as long as I’m able to pack this gun, I’m goinna keep it that way
But I know how to deal with him, I’ve handled his kind before
It won’t be fun, but the job’ll be done and I’ll nail his hide to the door
So get your gun and come along we’ve got a skunk to kill
We’ll poke him outta the woodpile and chase him over the hill
When we get done with the son-of-a-gun he’ll know he bit off a hunk
So get your gun and come along we’re fixin to kill a skunk
I recollect one other time 20 some years ago
Another skunk come prowlin’ around and at first I just let him go
I tried my best to leave him alone but he wore my patience thin
So I had to get my shotgun out and you know what happened to him
Well after that I kinda relaxed and laid my gun away
But now that smell has started again and it’s gettin’ worse every day
So here I am on the varmint’s train and neighbor I’m tellin’ you
That skunk had better hunt a hole for him and all of his crew
So get your gun and come along we’ve got a skunk to skin
We’ll grab his tail and give it a yank and pull it off over his chin
We’ll chase him back to his dirty den and make it a pile of junk
So get your gun and come along we’re fixin to kill a skunk
